UGLY GRANDMA SHOES

 When I was very little,
All the Grandmas that I knew
All walked around this world,
 In ugly grandma shoes.

You know the ones I speak of,
Those black clunky heeled kind,
 They just looked so very awful
 That it weighed upon my mind,

 For I knew, when I grew old.
I'd have to wear those shoes,
 I'd think of that, from time to time
 It seemed like such bad news

 I never was a rebel,
 I wore saddle shoes to school,
 And next came ballerinas
 Then the sandals, pretty cool. 

And then came spikes with pointed toes
Then platforms, very tall,
 As each new fashion came
I wore them, one and all.

 But always, in the distance,
Looming in my future, there,
Was that awful pair of ugly shoes,
The kind that Grandmas wear.

 I eventually got married
 And then I became a Mom
 Our kids grew up and left,
 And then their children came along,

 I knew I was a Grandma
 And the time was drawing near
When those clunky, black, old lace up shoes
 Was what I'd have to wear.

 How would I do my gardening
 Or take my morning hike?
 I couldn't even think about
 How I would ride my bike!

 But fashions kept evolving
 And one day I realized
 That the shape of things to come
 Was changing, right before my eyes.

 And now, when I go shopping
 What I see, fills me with glee
 For, in my jeans and Reeboks
 I'm as comfy as can be.

 And I look at all these teenage girls
 And there, upon their feet
 Are clunky, black, old Grandma shoes,
 And they really think they're neat.

Betty Cessna


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